A Death Doesn't Always Kill.

Curbside Prophet's Note-I am old ,so old i have a beard now............AAAAAAAAAAA,YEAH YOU'D WISH!!!!Sorry folks its just a poem for now!!OK well as i have made it clear poems are only written when there is no logical conclusion to the pitiful condition around you.When you are overwhelmed,er...........when I am,rather.So here it is a poem,the fruit o frustration and yet its pretty,free flowing and HEY!!IT makes me happy awrite!well its not a sob story,its a poem which eulogises sadness,shows how sometimes being sad could make you do things(positive things)which happiness can never do.I use a bit of mockery for "happy people",quite loosely put,but its not going to make you wanna be sad than happy(AWRITE!!! THE MOCKERY STOPS HERE,I promise).On a more serious note,sometimes its not about the root of the pain,its about who comes along and saves you,helps you recover(could be anyone,for me the pizza guy).I compare sadness to death here,death for me is the apogee of both happiness and sadness.And "death"over here is not physical death,cause i believe its not the end of pain.I don't know how it feels when you are dying but I'm sure you cant explain or you are overwhelmed enough to write a poem about it;)!!!!!!!!

Its hard to know sometimes what you feel,
Its not a wound,but you still want it to heal,
The heaviness pulling you down,
Its better not to swim but to drown,
You close your eyes hoping to see,
An empty space,with just you and me,
Who you are,I am yet to know,
The one who can make it rain,the one who can make it snow.

The tragic life of a happy person makes me weep,
Because they never get to go too far,too deep,
The world of wonder is for the ones who cry,
And new starts are for the ones who die,
You look up and stare,like that could make it rain,
Your eyes do it for you,when yer foolish efforts are in vain.

A promise is a promise,a kiss is a kiss,
All fancy jargon makes sense when in a state of bliss,
Oh I could fight the winds,I could fight the sea,
But i cant fight the tempest inside me,
You need to come along,be whoever you want to be,
To save a life,to save me from me.......

psst-Hmmmm,the problems within you(read:not asthma)are the hardest to counter.Its you who start it but you always need someone else to make it right.Logic doesn't apply here,THIS world is bereft of all logic,this world is a sucker for comfort,for reverse psychology.......this world doesn't need a solution,it needs someone who can suffer the wrath with them.............WEIRD WORLD, I SAY!!!

I forgive but i don't forget......THE REDUNDANT THEORY!

The pebbles forgive me, the trees forgive me
So why can't, you forgive me?
I don't see what anyone can see, in anyone else
But you
du du du du du du du du du du.........(what aye start,well the songs nice and sweet and has many verses but i guess i just wanted to hear this one,sigh!)


Forgiving and forgetting,issue?!?!IT IS,isn't it?People say they forgive but don't forget,somehow it makes no sense how can you TRULY forgive someone and yet keep some o back as memoria ,that's not forgiving is it?Cause every time you stumble on that particular memory you do feel the pain,slight pain...........and pain means its still there,ALL OF IT!!!!So when do you ACTUALLY forgive,like in the true sense,when you just don't remember it at all.........like wiped out totally,dead towards it.Its a wonder how we move on like nothing happened,start a fresh chapter and hope to bury the "unfortunate" events deep enough so that they never resurface.The ghost of it still haunts you,probably when you see familiar faces or come across a similar situation or see happy people who never had to deal with "IT" or probably when you go through previous chats..........I HATE THIS FEATURE!I mean I have the stupid "power" to put myself in my position(a while back)and feel the same,THE SAME..........the way i felt THEN,and hate the same person with the same intensity!!!!Don't you see its not normal,I mean i am supposedly "over it"...............i have "moved on".........i have "conquered" my foolish heart...........I HAVE "FORGIVEN"........REALLY?!?!?!?!?HAVE I?!?!?!
Its not normal,i mean i don't hate them anymore...........I am ME with them,its all in the past,which is not something i should deal with,I DON'T NEED TO.Life is so much better now,life is great, the dark phase is over...........then why do i still feel bad for me.............me, THEN.I haven't quite gotten over that have i!?!?Its so lame and its like frozen in my memory,i cant stop myself from feeling the same.If, we in reality do not forget,in the true sense,then why do we brag about being magnanimous?Why does this term exist?Fake,fake, fake!!isn't it?And if you actually did forget the whole mumbo jumbo the very next day,then i say you never were sorry for it in the first place!People do feel sorry later,don't they?Hhahahhahahhah,funny isn't it "Oh I'm feeling so sorry i didn't feel sorry earlier!".And what about judgements,i mean you gotta make them sometime,so what should you consider,what should you believe.............consider this little chit-chat,
Dik-I don't think its worth it(I'm not sure,but I'm getting there,am i???)
Gina(with a j)-Fine,lets do this, would save us alota grief(WHA!??!WHA?!?!WHA?!?!DID I JUST SAY THAT,NOOOOOOOO!!!)
Dik-Really?!?! you think so?(Now I'm not happy!!!why?)
Gina-why don't you???(JUST SAY NO!!!)
Dik-no no,i still stand by it,lets do it the nice way(er.....i guess!)
Gina- yeah nice and FAST,I've got work(YEAH YOU LOSER,I HAVE TO CALL UP BY BEST PAL AND SOB AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!)
Dik-sigh,its pretty much over(PHEW!!!!OH WAIT!!!)
Gina-Yeah,nice talking(PUT A BULLET THROUGH YOUR HEAD!)
disconnects the line
Dik-OH!! wait i mean its over...no pretty much over.........er........hello?!?hello?!?!(FUCK!)

SO..............consider this,now by some miracle it all gets back into place,it all gets fine......back to where it should ave been,the pieces of the puzzle in the right pattern,couldn't get better............would you FORGET all of it...........ALL of it,I mean even if someone ties you up and rants about it?Now some o you will say how can that happen you are bound to recall stuff if people talk about it.But then my answer to them is,forgetting means totally wiping it off,killing it,being all dead towards it.And it totally works in the other scenario too,when you do something mean and real bad(that's how we put it!)HOW CAN YOU FORGIVE YOURSELF!!I did stuff to people and frankly yeah i am ashamed of it,THERE I SAID IT,I cant just forget it,so how would they,should they? could they?Its tricky and i don't really know what works or how it works! Hence we all actually never forget..........and not forgetting means you know exactly how it felt yer experience stays with you,OH it brings you down!!!And while some play it safe others make the same mistakes over and over again..........its a never ending process.........and its fascinating how you can love and hate the same object and yet find a way to live it.............IN PEACE!

psst-I'm your Agony Aunt today.If you're like me who keeps back little things cause they seem indispensable..........THROW IT,GO CLEAN YOU BOX,THROW THOSE LITTLE NOTES,RITE NOW!!!